Okay but what about calming Harry after the ariana concert? His face nuzzled in your chest, sobs leaving his as tears run down his face. You brush your fingers through his hair, over and over again as your other hand runs up and down Harry's back. "Shh, everything will be alright, yeah?" you coo quiestly. Harry just cries out again and wraps himself around you even tighter. If he will keep on crying, you're sure you'll start crying too.
Listen, I understand what you’re trying to do…. trying to make this all okay with fanfic, but this is a real issue.
It’s not cute. Or romantic. It’s real life.
People have died.
I’m sorry but I can’t participate in any of these anons. It’s not right.